I hear my needle hit the groove
and spiral through another day,
I hear my song begin to say kiss me where the sun don't shine, the past was yours but the future's mine,you're all out of time, I don't feel too steady on my feet, I feel hollow ,I feel weak passion fruits and holy bread fill my guts and ease my head,through the early morning sun
I can see her here she comes,she bangs the drums Have you seen her have you heard,the way she plays there are no words to describe the way I feel,How could it ever come to pass,she'll be the first she'll be the last to describe the way i feel
the way i feel....
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